Nothing not a single thing was there. But just as he felt that he was safe something terribly painful hit him again. As he turned out of the corner of his eye he saw a small creature flying out of view. He needed to find that thing maybe it would tell him how to get out out of this place. The next time he got hit in the back he grabbed behind himself quickly. He felt a quick chill on his hand and looked back to see a small ghost going straight through his hand. It was one of the scariest things that had ever happened to him. If his parents made this up it took quite a bit of planning and a ton of great props. He needed to ask this thing how to leave. Then it hit him he could just ask it without needing to hold it face to face. In his nicest voice he asked "how do I get out of here." Then as if his voice was the key to leave a hole in the ground opened up and swallowed him. The last thing he could remember was...
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